Could It Be?

I unfold the paper in my hands and can't help but walk that much slower. A smile plays on my lips. This is what I've been waiting for. His almost-neat print fills half the page in delicate words, from a soft graphite pencil that rolled over the once-wood. My heart pumps ever-so slightly faster, my breath shallows, and my mind screams at me. Yes, finally. Don't think twice, Alysha. This is what you want, this s what you need. Is it so? I can't be positive, but still a smile plays on my lips. No tears. No hurt. Just... joy. Something so foreign to me I'm not completely positive of how I should react. Joy. Don't let anything tinge that joy, Alysha. You know better than that. Yes, I do know better. I push thought from my mind and scurry off to P.E. class. In my minds eye I see myself in the middle of time square, spinning with my arms open and my head tilted to the sky, laughing loudly enough for the world to hear. Yes, this is what I want, this is what I need. The folded paper flips between my fingers and thoughts race past my mind. This is what I want. This is what I need. How do I say yes? Anything special? No, a smile will do. For once, this smile touches my eyes. For the first time in as long as I can remember there aren't tears hiding behind that grin, that half-laughter. For the first time.. it's really happening.
Could it really be?
Oh, Goddess, could it be...